Album by John Prine
Number of Lyrics in Album : 12
By John Prine, Does he still think about her? Why there was never
By John Prine, If I could make my living going fishing Then I would
By John Prine, (spoken) Jesus.... the missing years It was raining. it was cold West bethlehem
By John Prine, We were standing Standing by peaceful waters Standing by peaceful waters Whoa, wah,
By John Prine, A young man from a small town With a very large
By John Prine, Space monkey, space monkey, what you doing out there? Why it's
By John Prine, I'm awfully tired of the same old business Kiss the babies,
By John Prine, I can hear the wheels of the automobiles so far
By John Prine, Black faces pressed against the glass Where rain has pressed it's
By John Prine, In an Appalachian, Greyhound station She sits there waitin', in a
By John Prine, Is there ever enough space between us To keep us both
By John Prine, A girl meets a guy A car passes by The moon shines